Hm.
Looking at the flames in front of him extinguished by his Golden Divine Fist, Wanyan Hao's lips curled into a cold, disdainful smile.
The Wolf Clan Demon King Yangu, who had placed a wager, also let out a sigh of relief, almost believing he would suffer an unexpected defeat.
He could afford to lose five thousand households, but he couldn't afford to lose his face.
Fortunately, the young Lion Commander wasn't easy prey either. This round of Golden Divine Fist was completely overwhelming, something he didn't think he could withstand.
But just when everyone believed Wanyan Hao had pressured Feng Yang, of the Fire Phoenix Clan.
A voice unexpectedly came from the extinguished flames.
"Zero."
This voice resonated by the ear, instantly raising the hackles on Wanyan Hao's spine.
Suddenly, a spark drifted and fell from the air, igniting into small flames as it hit the ground. This flash of fire reflected in Wanyan Hao's eyes, instantly making them shine with a cold light.
